“मोहरा बनना मुझे कभी कहीं कबूल रहा नहीं, ज़िन्दगी मुश्किल सही,पर अपनी शर्तों पे जी मैंने” “तकदीरों को मुझ पे मेहरबान होनी ही पड़ा, अपनी तदबीरो में कभी कोई कमी नहीं की मैंने” “दुनिया बेहद हसीं, ज़िन्दगी पुरबहार होने लगी, इक मुद्दत से खबरें देखि, सुनी, पढ़ी नहीं मैंने” “खुश रहने के इंतज़ाम कुछ इस तरह कर लिए, किसी से किसी उम्मीद की उम्मीद नहीं की मैंने” “मुझसे हारने वाले भी मेरी जीत पे मुझे चूम गए, जिस शिद्दतो जूनून से उनसे मुकाबला किया मैंने”
I like Solitude ….. Together I was wondering how secured I am Together I was wondering how safe I am Together I was wondering how much blessed I am Together I was wondering how much cared I am Together I
Being a girl, what is it like? No! You can’t be out late, you can’t ride a bike Don’t party hard, keep the boys at bay You have all the freedom they say But why then are our choices already
Mystery within my seizure: Who are you? Who are you? Why are you leaving? Where are you going? I uttered these words during a seizure. Imagining you puts my mind under pressure. Searching for your identity is like a hunt
In a far off place gone from all known accepted civilization lived a man caught in his own world had a hut with green moss In the evening he prepared a table with a goose & port was a hunter
Just another fortnight, I walked down the corriders crossing hundred lives at various forks breathing,struggling. wondering,watching In the meantime another promising life passed away to glory someone went berserk snuffing out a hundred more with blazing guns.. Lives limping back
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